Monday, January 30, 2012

Say Cheese

Sunday.  Multiple people.  Multiple churches.  

One lunch out after.

One Papa.  Three brothers.  One girlfriend.  

And one Mama wanting a picture to remember the day by.

My oldest?  He's the dark haired kid/grown-up/rule following peep in the middle.  Point a camera toward him and he smiles.  No grumbling...he just loves his mama so much that he smiles to make her happy.  He's perfect, that one.


My middle boy?  The one on the left?  Sigh.

He is ALWAYS smiling and ALWAYS laughing...until I want to take a picture.

One picture, baby.  That's all mama wants.  In the meantime?  His older brother smiles on.

Matthew then tells his girlfriend to ignore his younger not laugh and add fuel to his fire.  It's useless.

OK.  Two out of three ain't bad.  Right?

 Poor Breanne.  Matthew smiles on.  Papa threatens no food.  Mama sheds a little tear.  Youngest brother, sitting directly across from him?  Laughing hysterically.  

I am thankful for digital cameras...whoever invented them had a son like mine.  I believe that with my whole heart.

They're crazy, but I love them.




  1. So fun to 'experience' with you. (tho I would like to see the 'other half' of pretty Brianne's face!) Be glad at least one of your kids doesn't seem to mind photos...all 3 of ours are resistant; but this Christmas was an exception! I'll come show you on the 10th or 11th after GDL trip. :-)

  2. that is funny taking those pictures!! I am now living in a house of boys too, really not so bad...easier to boss around than the girls!!!
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